The sky was overcast, and the sky was pressed very low by large black clouds, like a broken wall about to collapse.

The oncoming cold wind, whistling, lifted dense snow, tore the clothes of pedestrians, and swept the frozen purple faces.

The most conspicuous thing on the snowy field are the lonely graves and all kinds of tall clumps of dead grass and basil, and the wind pulls out a lot of dry grass, and the snow is broken, and it is ruthlessly thrown into the air, and the bitter smell of basil spreads.

An ancient deciduous tree, with its branches frozen crispy, squeaked by the wind, and sometimes branches broke down...

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